The Old Stoic
By Emily Brontė
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The Old Stoic
By Emily Brontė
(July 30, 1818 – December 19, 1848)

Riches I hold in light esteem,
And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream,
That vanished with the morn:

And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is, “Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty!”

Yea, as my swift days near their goal,
’Tis all that I implore;
In life and death a chainless soul,
With courage to endure.

 

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